Adventures in Yuanshin Land with Ying

"Anyway, it's just that someone came to remind you to change it, and it's not sending blades. Why are you panic?" Lin Mo took a sip of tea calmly.

The corner of the staff's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly, "There are no blades, but there are quite a few long swords."

"what?"

The other party explained: "A swordsman directly inserted his weapon at the door of the Adventurer's Association, saying that this is an ancient way of [petition]."

"Everyone was thinking about it, but a man with long braids passed by and said [According to the actual ancient law, this method of petition represented by leaving your own weapons here is a seven-star hope that the rock king and emperor can listen to his opinions. Created.]”

"You also know about Liyue's traditions. When they heard that it was related to the emperor, they all followed suit. I really don't know how that man knows such knowledge that is rarely recorded in ancient books."

Lin Mo rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, he almost already knew who that man was.

Since what the other party said was so mysterious, Lin Mo also became interested, and planned to go and have a look with the other party.

He got up and followed the staff to the Adventurer's Union. Lin Mo was stunned when he arrived at the surrounding area.

The Adventurer's Association, which used to come and go, hardly saw many people now.

Naturally, it's not because the adventurers can't protest, but...

There are weapons everywhere in this area, like a sword mound.Lin Mo felt that the hidden sword villa was nothing more than this virtue, a few steps and a sword.

There are even some Liyue locals as guides, bringing outsiders to observe this strange scenic spot.

"What everyone sees is Liyue's petition sword array, which is specially used to remind the author of [Storyteller], and it is a spectacle of Liyue." The tour guide introduced it vividly.

"I have a question." Lin Mo asked suddenly.

"You say."

"You didn't announce my identity to the public, did you?"

The staff explained: "Of course not, I think ordinary people don't know your identity at all."

Lin Mo nodded: "Okay, I want to retire."

"what?"

The staff froze in place.

"Be reasonable!" Lin Mo roared: "With so many blades, if I'm exposed one day, I won't be hacked to death? This won't work, I have to slip."

If one day my identity is exposed, I am afraid that I will die when I go on a trip?

The normal plot is to report the name to scare off the younger generation, and then save the beauty from the fire.

to yourself?When the name was announced, both the pros and cons suddenly widened their eyes, "You are that pigeon! Cut him off!".

He doesn't want this kind of fame that takes both black and white.

Just as Lin Mo retreated, a pair of arms came from behind and wrapped around his shoulders.

Lin Mo secretly thought something was wrong, and at the same time Ying's voice came over:

"Lin Mo, do you know what I'm thinking right now?"

Lin Mo swallowed, and looked down at the slender arm that could strangle him: "I think the move you're thinking of should be [Tivat Guillotine]."

The biggest urging party is always by my side!Careless!

"May I write it down for you to see?" Lin Mo discussed.

"Will you write it out and post it?"

Lin Mo was silent for a while, as if he was right.

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Forced to rush to draft and unable to find Xingqiu, Lin Mo had no choice but to give up today's plan and honestly write in the inn.

Ying also packed today's meals as usual, bringing lunch and dinner for Lin Mo.

After finishing writing the beginning, Lin Mo stretched his waist,

Writing for long periods of time can bring about a great deal of boredom, which is almost unavoidable.

Lin Mo rubbed his eyes, let's combine work and rest.

Ying went out to buy food and happened to be away.It's better to take advantage of the present, hehehe.

Thinking of this, he turned over and sat up, and took out the "Liyue King Long Aotian Biography" from his backpack.

In the original world, Long Aotian had tasted a lot, and he would be an archmage if he ate a sweet potato.

The essence of Long Aotian's works is to condense the cool point, don't ask about the process and result, don't want people and stories, just cool and it's over.

It is also this high degree of oppression mode that makes this type of works grow rapidly and disappear quickly, becoming a dusty history in the Internet literature world.

A work naturally needs to form a trinity of [role], [plot] and [worldview] and complement each other.

So Lin Mo intends to taste it, what is the level of Long Aotian in another world?

Open the book, last time I just flipped through it and didn't see the content.

Looking at it now, the description of [Yu Hengxing]'s beautiful legs is indeed very detailed.It's this shout of "Ah" that took me 10 pages, isn't it a bit too watery?

Don't think about it anymore, Long Aotian's works generally don't require logical thinking, Lin Mo flipped to the next page.

"[Tianshu Xing]? It sounds like it should be the Seven Stars of Liyue. This is also the target of the harem. Wait! Isn't this fucking a man?!"

At the moment when Lin Mo was shocked, the sound of opening the door suddenly sounded.

It's Ying who bought a meal and came back.

Lin Mo hurriedly hid the book behind his back, and took it back into the system with a single tap.

However, Ying's dynamic vision was far better than Lin Mo's, so she still glanced at it.

There was silence for a while, and when Paimon walked away, Ying said flatly: "Lin Mo's words, it's better not to read that kind of book."

"There may be some issues with the acceptance of the author."

Questions about acceptance?Does it mean that Tianshu star is a male?

Lin Mo was stunned suddenly.

Hey?Wait, how did Ying know that the author had a problem?

1. A newcomer puts a new book on the shelf, asks for support, asks for attention, subscribes, votes, and naturally asks for complaints.

2. Today is my sister's birthday, plus a series of relatives, resulting in no time to code during the day, the update is a bit late, please forgive me.

3. When I came back today, I saw a big news. What happened, please read the announcement of station B (Tan Shou). There are some things I can’t say. Although I’m not a big author, I’m still 0.1 a public figure.

Chapter 47 What a Fast Car

In the end, it was Zhongli who rescued Lin Mo from the endless draft rush.

The best time for picking neon flowers has arrived, and the boss must have already collected the best flowers.

Since it's something agreed before, it's natural to go.

But well...

Lin Mo turned his head and looked at the number one reminder: "Um, Ying. We are going to continue purchasing the things used to send Xian Dianyi today."

Ying Wenyan, who was reading a book on the bed, nodded her head, but she didn't intend to urge Lin Mo to finish the manuscript.

Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief, he was liberated.

For an author, what is the happiest time of the day?

Of course, you will be happy whenever you can touch fish!

Boring text work needs wonderful activities to relieve.

So a handsome guy on the left, a beautiful woman on the right, and an emergency food in the middle, the perfect team is complete.

Zhongli led the two of them to look around in Liyue's market, looking for suitable materials.

If it was an ordinary item, Zhongli would just glance over it hastily, but if he came across any interesting item, he would tell Lin Mo and his wife a thing or two.

This made Lin Mo and Ying also have to sigh:

"Zhong Li knows a lot of useless high-class knowledge!"

Zhongli took out a teapot: "This is"

"Boss, we need some good neon clothes." Paimon said.

"Excellent?" The boss raised his eyebrows and asked strangely: "Customer, what do you think is better? Do you want the most expensive one in our store, or do you want a more expensive variety?"

Just as Zhong Li was about to speak, Lin Mo stopped him.

"I want the most expensive one here!" Lin Mo said forcefully.

"Ah... this." Paimon was dumbfounded.

The reason why Lin Mo said this is because he discovered the pattern, whether it is Yeboshi or Shipo, Zhongli will choose the expensive one to buy.

The highest grade is not enough, what kind of [Candlelight] grade is needed.

However, considering that the funeral was held for Emperor Yan, as the oldest god among the seven gods, it is understandable to play a bit of pomp.

Lin Mo thought everything was safe, but Zhong Li shook his head.

"Boss. I want [Golden House Cangjiao], [Shanyin Brocade], and [Piaomiao Xianyuan]. These three kinds of neon flowers. Do you have them here?"

The boss's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he gave a thumbs up.

"Expert! Even regular customers rarely have such detailed requirements. This customer is someone who understands flowers."

"I naturally have these types of flowers here, and they were all picked this morning."

The boss also took out those flowers one by one from his upper bunk and handed them to Lin Mo.

"As for Mora..."

Before Zhong Li finished speaking, Lin Mo had already taken out the money bag.

"Boss, pay."

Lin Mo just glanced at Zhongli lightly, and asked, "I bet you don't have a piece of Mora in your wallet."

Zhong Li didn't deny it, but just spread out his fan to fan the wind slightly on his front.

"It's a waste of trouble."

"It doesn't matter, the money is all from the young master. After all, he will reimburse you for the gift of Xiandianyi." Lin Mo said with a smile.

He felt that he was quite accurate in judging people, and he looked like a wallet when he saw him at the dinner party.

"I want to take the liberty to ask." The boss said suddenly.

"May I ask if these neon clothes are going to be offered to Prince Yan?"

Lin Mo nodded: "Yes."

The boss showed a clear look: "Sure enough. Well then, I'll give you these things for free. Take them, you don't need to pay any more."

Lin Mo was slightly surprised.

"Boss, why is this?"

The boss sighed, and slowly explained: "Hi. Thinking about Liyue, who hasn't received the gift of Lord Yan?"

"These neon clothes are the same. If Lord Yan hadn't written an inscription for them, how could they be so valuable? These neon clothes represent my whole heart."

Zhong Li was very satisfied with the boss's words and nodded.

"With a businessman like Boss, Liyue won't be in decline after she comes here."

"How dare you accept this kind of praise? It's overdone, overdone." The boss said hurriedly.

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows, but found it interesting.

The history of Liyue is accompanied by the King of Rock.That's why Xie Cuixing and the flower shop owner will make a profit.Because Emperor Yanwang silently affects everyone in Liyue.

But thinking about it again, it is indeed a problem for a certain bard to be hunted down by his followers for stealing his tribute.

Shame on you, Wendy.Get down to business, Barbatos.

After getting the neon flowers, the next step is to make the sachets needed for the ceremony.

To make sachets, Zhongli recommended a person.